Zhang Quyi naturally didn't care about what the police did, and made an appointment with Chen Xuanfeng to participate in the auction of medicinal materials the day after tomorrow, and then drove back to the villa in the middle of the mountain with Han Feng. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a result, in the afternoon, the police came to the door, of course, not to arrest Zhang Quyi, but there was a big case of one death and one injury in the Prince Building today, and Zhang Quyi, as a close contact, and had a conflict with one of the victims, naturally had to be summoned for questioning.

In the end, Zhang Quyi naturally had no, there was surveillance in the hall of the Prince Building, and he didn't touch Brother Liao Zhong during the whole process, in fact, the poison in Brother Liao Zhong was not caused by him.

However, the killer was Zhang Qu's hands and feet, but how could the police know about the means of getting into the brain, and even if they knew, there was no evidence, which was beyond the ability of ordinary people. So after the police recorded the confession, they let Zhang Quyi leave.

In addition, Zhang Quyi learned from the police that Brother Liao Zhong's goods were not dead, he was rescued in the hospital, and now he has woken up, but he can't speak yet, and the doctor estimates that he may become mute. Yes, I can't fool people in the future!

That night, the ghost ghost hand website wiped out the account of the ever-changing demon queen Li Zhenshi, and the Thai head descender Sha Russell was also erased. For a while, the number of killers who took over the task of assassinating Zhang Quyi was sharply reduced to 10.

Although the wealth is moving, it is always life that is more important, and those killers are not idiots, three consecutive top-ranked accounts have been cancelled, so they naturally understand that the goal is very strong, and it is not easy to get 50 million US dollars, so the wise people resolutely gave up this task.

In an office building in Los Angeles, a sunny and handsome young man sat in front of the computer, looking at the remaining ten killer accounts, his face was a little ugly.

......

It had just rained, and the streets were much deserted in the middle of the night, and several drunk men and women were stumbling down the street, when a Ford sedan drove quickly, stopped outside a large hotel, and three white men got out of the car and walked into the hotel lobby.

The first man was about thirty years old, wearing a cowboy hat and a sleeveless denim shirt, revealing two solid and slender arms, and the other two white men looked the same and were supposed to be twins.

"Do the three gentlemen want to stay?" The young waitress behind the counter asked politely in English when she saw three white men coming in, her eyes immediately sparkled.

In modern times, China has been oppressed by Western countries, and foreigners have walked sideways in the country, and they are superior to others everywhere.

There is a saying among the people that first-class foreigners are second-class officials. When Chinese people see foreigners, they subconsciously look up. For example, some foreigners, in fact, have extremely poor quality, and they can't get mixed up with garbage in their country, and as a result, they become foreign teachers, scholars, and gentlemen when they arrive in China, and they easily earn tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of dollars a month.

So much so that those foreign garbage gathered together, all bragging about how many Chinese women they had fucked, and some even proudly showed off to their Chinese colleagues: "You Chinese women are easy-to-fuck!"

Waite snapped his fingers at one of the twins next to him, who stepped forward, his dark blue eyes flashing with an eerie glow, and the waiter's sparkling eyes suddenly lost their brilliance.

"Give me the key card for 1236!" Waite said lightly, pushing the brim of his cowboy hat.

"Okay, wait a minute!" the waiter replied mechanically, finding 1236's spare room card and handing it to Wert.

Waite took his room card and walked straight to the elevator and pressed the 12th floor, and the two twins followed in unison.

Soon, the three of them were outside Room 1236, where there was a burst of ecstatic moans and gasps.

The two twins looked at each other and smiled, "Those guys are doing piston sports, boss, do we want to go in?"

Waite pressed the key card on the sensor and pushed the door in.

At this time, three "battlefields" were opened up in the house, and about seven or eight people were "melee" into three regiments, both black and white, and the scene was unsightly.

Everyone in the house was having a good time, and they were startled by the sudden intrusion of the three people.

"Shit!"

“fuck!”

"Oh, Nima!"

These people reacted and immediately jumped up to get their guns, but one of the twins next to Waite shot a blue-white arc of lightning in his eye, and everyone was instantly shocked by the electricity, and then collapsed to the ground.

The other twin clasped his hands to his chest and said with a playful expression: "Sean, you made them all!"

"Mather, don't you disgust me, okay? You know, I hate brunettes!" the other twin shrugged.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, Mather, you go outside and keep guard!" Waite is quite satisfied with the ability of the quadruplets under him, the only thing that is unpleasant is that these four guys are all chattering, and they can talk endlessly when they meet together, and they can annoy people to death, so he has always only taken two out of the house, and the other two stayed.

"The boss is sacrosanct, and his subordinates obey!" Mather turned and walked out of the room, closing the door with his hand.

At this time, everyone in the house who was electrocuted was relieved, but no one dared to move anymore, and the taste of being electrocuted was not pleasant.

"Which of you is the boss?" asked Waite coldly.

A strong black man sat up slowly, and there was a white woman pressed under the object, and at this time, the soft skin snake hanging between his legs under his crotch, and said in a deep voice: "I am the leader, who are you?"

"Shut up, chimpanzee, the boss will answer whatever you ask!" Xiao Si scolded.

A flash of anger flashed in the black man's eyes, he was the head of the killer organization Ghoul, commanding hundreds of outlaws under his hands, and he himself was a ruthless character who killed like hemp, when had he been insulted by this kind of insult, but the current situation was unknown, he still forcibly suppressed his anger and endured.

Waite said condescendingly: "So you are the ghost king Lockdy?"

The black man nodded, "Not bad!"

"How many people did you bring to Xiangxiang to assassinate Zhang Quyi this time?"

Locky was slightly stunned, frowned, and said, "Fifty people, you are also here to do the task? The task can be given to you, can you let us go?"

Waite said disdainfully: "I won't steal business with you, on the contrary, if you are willing to cooperate, I can also help you get a reward of 50 million!"

Locky's eyes rolled: "How to cooperate?"

"It's simple...... Look for death!" Waite was halfway through his eyes, when suddenly a cold light flashed in his hand, and the gun that Locky had just touched was cut in half.

With a bang, the severed pistol tip fell to the ground, followed by a line of blood from Locke's left chin to the right forehead, and then ...... Half of the face slowly slipped off.

Sizzle......

It turned out that Waite not only cut off the pistol just now, but also cut off half of Locke's head, leaving only half of his face on his neck at this moment, and the picture was bloody and terrifying.